Chapter 93: Dragon Tiger

Taixuanzong is in Beihai, but Tianshi Sect is in the South China Sea.

How far away it is from the North Sea to the South China Sea, ordinary people can't say it clearly, and Ji Xiao can't say it clearly, he just set a goal in his heart to go to the Heavenly Master Sect, so he let his body go with the flow, and then sleep like an old turtle, conditioning his body and mind, and when he woke up, he had already arrived at the sea near Longhu Mountain, where the Heavenly Master Sect was located.

Longhu Mountain is surrounded by the sea on one side and a huge city on the other.

Compared with the extinction of Taixuanzong, Longhu Mountain is a vibrant scene.

In front of the mountains, people come and go, and the animals in the mountains do not shy away from humans, and even there are colorful tigers shuttling between humans, and no one feels fear and surprise.

When Ji Xiao saw this scene, he was also surprised, because Longhu Mountain has built a primitive state of life, and man and nature are incomparably harmonious and unified.

In Longhu Mountain, human beings are also part of nature, not destroyers of nature.

The people near Longhu Mountain should all believe in the Heavenly Master Sect, but Ji Xiao couldn't see the fanaticism and piety of the religious disciples in their eyes, and they were in a state of freedom from body to heart.

This is somewhat similar to the demons, but the freedom of the demons is unrestrained, and the people here still have their rules, such as they will not go to the back mountain of Longhu Mountain.

The back mountain of Longhu Mountain is not the main altar of the Heavenly Master Sect, the main altar of the Heavenly Master Sect is built in the front mountain, no matter who it is, they can enter and exit freely in it, they don't seem to have the same respect and humility in the strict sense, and the monks with mana and the ordinary people without mana talk and laugh like each other.

There were even ordinary vendors who had no magic power and had red faces arguing with monks with magic power, and those monks did not move rudely.

Ji Xiao easily blended into the crowd, he knew very well that Longhu Mountain thousands of years ago was definitely not like this.

He sniffed out the crowd the reason for all this, just because of one person.

The little heavenly master of Longhu Mountain - Fang Ye.

The sect masters of the Heavenly Master Sect can call themselves Heavenly Masters, and even the Great Liang Dynasty recognizes this title. Only Fang Ye, the leader of this generation, is a bit maverick, and he calls himself the Little Heavenly Master.

As for why he would add a small amount in front of the title of Heavenly Master, this matter is really unknown. But he is indeed very special, under his management, Longhu Mountain has entered an era of tranquility that has never existed before, there is no strife, there is no war, and the monks use their supernatural powers to help ordinary people and the creatures of Longhu Mountain, and these creatures also give back to the most essential and simple primitive beliefs to the Heavenly Master.

Ji Xiao felt that this environment was very comfortable, and it was a little weird that couldn't be said.

But he had to admit that this little Heavenly Master Fang Ye was a very special monk, who had his own ideas and was more able to implement his own ideas.

Fang Ye lives in the back mountain of Longhu Mountain, and it is said that he has not left the back mountain for ten years.

Houshan also spontaneously became the forbidden place of Longhu Mountain.

No one asked others not to enter, but the people of Longhu Mountain obeyed this hidden rule, and at the same time prevented others from entering.

This reflected Fang Ye's noble status as a god in the Heavenly Master Sect.

Ji Yu deeply understands that those people's respect for Fang Ye is not because of Fang Ye's identity, but because of Fang Ye's own personality charm.

For such a person, Ji Xiao is very interested, and even more than he is interested in the Yellow Heaven Dafa of Longhu Mountain, and even more interested in the Emperor Sutra in charge of Longhu Mountain.

Powerful monks are available all the time, but interesting souls are rare.

Ji Yu is convinced that Fang Ye must be the kind of person with an interesting soul.

The back mountain where others can't go, Ji Xiao can go.

The back mountain of Longhu Mountain is very quiet, there is a deep pool that is crystal clear, the pine slope that sings with the wind, it is the place where there is no forest, it is also covered by green grass, when the breeze comes, it is green and swaying, so that people can't bear to look away.

Such an environment makes people not want to leave when they come.

People who have experienced the hustle and bustle of the world will love this peaceful land even more.

Ji Xiao was even more curious about what kind of person Fang Ye would be, and what the shell containing such an interesting soul would look like.

His doubts were quickly solved.

Skirting the mountainside, you can see a thatched house in the distance, and a fat man is sharpening his knife.

The mana aura on his body was much better than Su Qiu's, but it still couldn't change the fact that he was a fat man.

The fat man pulled up the fat sleeve that was tight on the fat white arm, the blade of which had been sharpened like a mirror, and next to the whetstone lay a live fish.

The fat man wants to kill the fish.

The only person in the back mountain of Dragon and Tiger Mountain is the little Heavenly Master Fang Ye, and this fat man also has powerful mana. Ji Xiao had to admit this fact, he thought that the little heavenly master with an interesting soul was a fat man of hundreds of pounds.

Ji Xiao doesn't discriminate against fat people, but he thinks that people like Fang Ye should be as handsome and extraordinary as him, wearing moon-white clothes, relying on the void to resist the wind, floating and not knowing what to do, peerless and independent, Ling Wanqing is at a loss.

is so fairy-like, it is in line with the image.

However, reality and imagination are very different after all.

However, Ji Xiao was soon attracted by the fat man's fish-killing technique.

Killing fish is naturally killing, no matter who does such a thing, there will be a little murderous aura. At least Ji Xiao could detect that little bit of murderous aura, but when the fat man killed fish, Ji Xiao couldn't feel the murderous aura at all.

The fish decomposes under his knife, giving Ji Xiao a sense of simplicity of returning to the original natural realm.

For example, a person falls from a baby to the ground, and then grows into an adult, which is the process from congenital to acquired, and the fat man kills the fish on the contrary, the fish in his hands is not death, but returns to the innate realm.

His knife technique is like the mother of a fish, and under the knife technique, the fish gradually returns to its young until it is innate.

In the end, what Ji Xiao saw was not a fish, but a congenital anger.

This is no longer a sword method, but a method of rebellious against nature and returning to the innate way of cultivation.

It's indescribable.

Ji Xiao never thought that the knife technique could be used like this.

Or that there is such a knife technique in the world.

The last ball of innate anger was caught by the smooth mirror-like blade, and the fat man turned around and looked at Ji Xiao. He smiled and said, "Distinguished guests from afar, I have nothing to entertain you here, so I would like you to taste it." ”

With a flick of his wrist, it was simply pleasing to the eye and flexible.

And the blade of the knife has been incredibly fast, and it has been sent to Ji Xiao's mouth.

Ji Xiao pecked lightly, his chin was attached to the knife light, and he plucked the piece of anger in his mouth. The incomparable umami burst out on the tip of his tongue, like a live fish swirling on the tip of his tongue.

Ji Xiao had tasted countless delicacies, but he knew that he would not be able to taste the umami he felt today in the future.

Under the stimulation of umami, Ji Yu still maintained the clarity of his mind, his body was a hundred times more agile and weird than a ghost, and he had dodged hundreds of sword lights in the blink of an eye.